My 21st birthday was a very special day for me. I knew it was going to be! It's been 8 months after my 21st (!!!) and I still relish every moment of it. It proves to be a challenge sometimes when I'm so caught up in, well, growing up I suppose.
Sidetrack: Back when I was a teen, anyone a year (or 2) older was seen as being waaay older. I looked up to my school seniors so much because to me they were beacons of knowledge and wisdom. They had 365-730 days ahead of me... they knew things.
But now that I'm 21, anyone in their 20s become so so relatable. Oh, you're 26? That's nearly my age. Let's be friends. Age doesn't become much of a social barrier once you hit that 20s benchmark. You all get thrown into this melting pot of adulthood.
All that sounds DANDY until you've friends either your age or slightly older who get married, expecting their first child or already HAD their first child. Then you start thinking Umm... What?! Relationships?? Marriage? Job? Huh who what where when HOW WHYYY?
All of a sudden, all my hobbies, goals and plans are put on this imaginary timeline that gets shorter in length as time goes by and I start wondering when each of them will happen. And when they do, will I be ready for the change?
Here's the thing about me, I don't believe in rushing into things. My positive drive is derived from the strongest belief that God's Decree triumphs my measly plans. Yes, I plan and give my all to achieve certain things but I don't believe in feeling defeated if I don't get what I want.
I pray and accept whatever comes my way. Looking back at my life, all my failures and shortcomings have always been replaced by much better things. Sometimes they're completely different from what I wanted but they WORK for me.
So in theory, my philosophy in life should give me some peace. It does! But every now and then when someone asks me about my future plans, about a million things pop into my brain and I'm like oh boy, not again...